I finally submitted my paper again, this time it wasn't about having sex with my teacher. I'm so stupid. I've been skipping his class recently because I feel like it will be very very awkward sitting in a class with a teacher that's knows I fantasize about him fucking me.
I had to go to class today and stay after, my schools dean told me that if I didn't get caught up I would have to retake the class, and i'm not doing that. I walked into the class and sat in my usual seat. I started daydreaming, losing focus. "Hello?" Mr. Seavey said interrupting my thoughts, everyone had left the room. Fuck. I looked around for a second before looking at him, he had his eyebrow raised.
"Sorry, I got distracted." I said looking away. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up to my feet and to his desk. "What are you doing??" I asked with obvious confusion in my voice. "You're going to start listening when I talk." He said seriously as he pushed me over his desk and pulled my pants down. "What are you-" I began saying before I felt a sharp sting on my butt. "Ow!" I said and tried to stand up. He pushed my upper back down, "You're going to listen." I felt another smack. "Yes sir." I said softly as he continued on smacking me until
my ass was bright red.
When he finished he pulled me up and looked at me, "Now let's study." He said.
